3.18.2014

Documenting Declan (11 Months)

Weight: 18 pounds, 1 ounce
Length: 29 inches

We cannot put any weight on this kid. He lost two pounds because he was throwing up so much during the week we were in Utah. I thought he was eating a lot but apparently not enough. I need to feed him more constantly. Poor kid. He doesn't let it bother him though. He is still pretty happy. I am ready for him to be totally healthy and back to his usual happy, terrorizing-the-house ways.

Alright, baby. I'm going to ask you one more time. Who unrolled the toilet paper?

Bananas are probably his favorite food.

He thinks Mommy is a jungle gym.

He is doing this with his fingers very frequently. He's pretty hip.

Fevery, red cheeks.

Suspicious eyes. Hilarious.

Everything goes in his mouth.

Caught. Not even sorry.

Sometimes he crawls right out of his pants.

He is like a little bird.

Messy eater: cottage cheese up his nose, strawberries and pasta on the bum.

He pulls himself up on everything. Sometimes those things move.

Chillin' on a chilly bench.

Alex and Declan are obsessed with each other.

He gets himself stuck.

Party on Mommy.

First bloody nose. He climbed up the stairs a few steps then fell back down.

What would a monthly update be without a poop picture? I am surprised it took three kids for this to happen. I put him in bed without pants and his diaper fell off. He wasn't painting with the poop but it got smeared from standing in it. Nasty.

One day we will have a real pantry instead of a baby with shortening in his hair and a mouth packed with caramels.

Magic strings.

Sleepy eyes.

Impossible not to smile at this redneck baby.

Wearing Edison and Daddy's coats on walks is much warmer.

The king of the world.

A few more things Declan does for which I do not have a matching picture:

He...

...does not seem to be very close to walking. I think being sick for a month has delayed him developmentally.

...chatters (dada, mama, baba).

...makes a fishy face by sucking in his cheeks.

...can eat endlessly if he is feeling well. If he isn't, he refuses to eat completely.

...likes to smirk. His facial expressions crack me up.

...pops the pacifier out of his mouth when he sees me getting ready to breastfeed him.
...scratches and claws at my arm while nursing.

...almost got choked out by Alex today (no more Batman cartoons for that four-year-old).

...has been snuggling a lot.
...can climb up stairs but not down (see bloody nose picture above).
...loves making strangers laugh by poking his head up out of his carseat cover and grinning at them.
...still loves music and now he dances and conducts the music.